Xie Zhenghong was in a daze, and found himself in an invisible lotus pond.

Above this lotus pond are countless gods and Buddhas, whose expressions are either compassionate or serene or angry, but their eyes are filled with calm and indifference.

At this time, among those gods and Buddhas, a faint voice sounded.

Xie Zhenghong couldn't describe the mystery of that voice, but he felt that his originally ignorant head suddenly sobered up, and in the blink of an eye, he fell into an endless white mist. He couldn't control his body, and found that he had risen into the air, leaving with the man's voice, and finally entered a certain hall.

For countless years after that, I listened to the powerful chanting scriptures and texts, listened to him solve countless people's doubts with just a few words, and heard countless people shouting "Buddha" to that great power.

"When we know that life and death and nirvana, there is no rise and no destruction, there is no coming and no fun, and those who are proved by it have no gain or loss, no take, no give-and-take...... 1. Equality is not bad. ”

Xie Zhenghong heard the Buddha read, and the endless white mist in front of him actually dispersed, and there was a golden light in front of him, and countless gods and Buddhas looked towards him.

And Xie Zhenghong's gaze looked fixedly at the Buddha in front of him.

He has a thousand postures, each of which is unforgettable, the moment he met his gaze, Xie Zhenghong felt that all his qi qi was hidden in front of him, but he couldn't resist at all, and even had some joy.

"I have given birth to a spiritual incarnation, great goodness!"

Xie Zhenghong woke up suddenly, and in front of him was a scene that he was unfamiliar with, but there was still the breath of his predecessors around him.

That's right, senior!

Xie Zhenghong sat up from the jade bed, and the memory that was originally a little confused began to clear up in his mind.

He remembered that he seemed to be at a loss by the tricks of the Immortal Monarch of the Wasteless, but when he saw the Immortal Monarch of the Wasteless Immortal Monarch holding a knife and wanting to cut the flesh and blood of his predecessors, he was angry for a while, and the power in the depths of the sea began to fill his body, and at the moment when the power was full, what the Immortal Monarch of the Wasteless Immortal Monarch was just an ant.

Xie Zhenghong released his divine sense and went to see those things in the depths of his own sea of consciousness.

The scene that was originally confused and unclear suddenly became clear in front of Xie Zhenghong.

He knows that what is in the depths of the sea is not something great.

To put it simply, it's just a robe, a Zen staff, and three Dharma seals.

Of the three seals, one of them has been engraved, but the handwriting is blurred, and the remaining two seals are empty, which looks exceptionally clean.

Xie Zhenghong didn't know why he saw such a thing.

These are too ordinary for Buddhist cultivators, so ordinary that they even exceed Xie Zhenghong's original imagination.

But when you think about it, you should take it for granted. For Buddhist cultivators, these things should have in the first place, and even a lot of time, these Buddhist immortal artifacts represent a kind of Xie Zhenghong's Buddhist path.

It's just that Xie Zhenghong also knows that these things are not complete.

Needless to say, there is no engraved seal, even if it is this robe and this Zen staff, in fact, it only shows a prototype, and the specific carving still needs Xie Zhenghong to take his time.

Xie Zhenghong pulled his divine sense back from the sea of consciousness and found that his cultivation had risen to a higher level, reaching the level of immeasurable gods and Buddhas. And the original seal of impermanence is a lot fuller, and Xie Zhenghong can feel the incomparably powerful power in his hand when he raises his hand slightly.

Compared with the previous Golden Buddha grade, it is really the difference between heaven and earth, clouds and mud.

The Immeasurable Gods and Buddhas are only at the same level as the Great Luo Golden Immortal, so what about the Immortal Monarch who was one level higher before? Xie Zhenghong is also afraid for a while when he thinks about it now. If he hadn't used the power in his body at that time, maybe his predecessors would have really been poisoned.

"Little monk, you're awake." Just as Xie Zhenghong was pondering, Wen Chunxiang threw himself into Xie Zhenghong's arms like a sharp arrow, "Oh, I feel like your hand is a little better, little monk." Wen Chunxiang touched Xie Zhenghong's waist and said with a smile.

Immediately, Xie Zhenghong's depressed thoughts disappeared.

It seems that when he looks at Wen Chunxiang, these troubles have little to do with him.

"Senior, you seem to be quite happy, have you met something good?" Xie Zhenghong hugged Wen Chunxiang with his backhand and asked with a smile.

"That's right, a good thing happened." Wen Chunxiang nodded matter-of-factly, "But I don't want to sue you for the time being." ”

The past that I always thought I was a weed was simply the black history of Wen Chunxiang, how could I casually tell the little monk? Now the little monk's cultivation is already higher than him, if the little monk knows about his past, he will still have a face?

Xie Zhenghong laughed when he heard this, even if his predecessors didn't say it now, he would always know.

And there are only a few types of back and forth that Wen Chunxiang is reluctant to say, looking at Wen Chunxiang's expression, you can exclude the part that concerns Xie Zhenghong, and the rest is about the things that the seniors don't want to recall and feel embarrassed.

Could it be that it has something to do with the predecessors who didn't transform before?

Wen Chunxiang didn't know that he had already guessed what Xie Zhenghong had bothered to hide with a simple sentence, and his mind was still on Ta Hong.

"I can feel that the aura emanating from your body is a lot stronger, it seems that the jade bed is quite useful, come, let me check it, is there any change?" After speaking, Wen Chunxiang stretched out his hand towards Xie Zhenghong, determined to "check" Xie Zhenghong's whole body.

"Ahem." Emperor Ling coughed embarrassedly, and finally stopped Wen Chunxiang's next action.

A bunch of spiritual cultivators behind the Spirit Emperor also watched the whole process, and they were suddenly ashamed and didn't know where to put their hands.

The sense of existence of these people together should not be low, how can Wen Chunxiang and his Taoist companions completely ignore them and concentrate on enjoying the world of the two? Fellows of the Taoists have seen a lot, but they really haven't seen anything as crooked as these two.

Wen Chunxiang then remembered that there was someone behind him!

He didn't want others to see the little monk being "checked" by him, in case there were a few more rivals in love, it really couldn't be drawn.

"Majesty, my Taoist companion has woken up, thank you for your help before." Wen Chunxiang held Xie Zhenghong's hand with one hand, passed on some of the news of his fainting, put one hand on his chest, and bowed slightly to Emperor Ling.

"You're welcome, it's your fellow Daoist who should have had this opportunity." Emperor Ling Quan didn't see the small movements of the two, raised his feet and stepped into the cave of the two, and took a closer look at Xie Zhenghong's current appearance, and couldn't help but show a little appreciation in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that in such a short period of time, Xie Daoyou would become an immeasurable god and Buddha, such a speed, it is really terrifying."

With the eyes of Emperor Ling, he can naturally see Xie Zhenghong's current state.

Even if he is picky, he can't find a single flaw in Xie Zhenghong now.

Originally, he thought that Xie Zhenghong had broken through for some reason, and even if he became an immeasurable god and Buddha, he might be a little lacking in his state of mind, so he specially brought some good things to concentrate on. But Xie Zhenghong now has clear eyes and bright eyes, and no matter how he looks at it, he doesn't look like he is lacking. If it weren't for the fact that I had seen Xie Zhenghong faint before, I would have thought that Xie Zhenghong was steady and steady, and it took thousands of years of cultivation to achieve immeasurable gods and Buddhas.

"Dare to ask Xie Daoyou, are you calm?"

Xie Zhenghong closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, his eyes looking at the Spirit Emperor changed slightly, "It's okay." ”

"Oh?" Emperor Ling flicked his fingers slightly and looked at Wen Chunxiang on the side, "In this way, Wen Daoyou's heart should also be quiet." ”

Wen Chunxiang pursed his lips, he didn't want to fight with Emperor Ling, "One flower is one world, one leaf is the same, spring flowers are green, and autumn leaves are scattered." Infinite like the heart is at ease, silent and still, natural body. Shenxiu has this opportunity at the right time and place, and His Majesty does not need to worry about whether his heart is quiet. ”

Emperor Ling looked at Wen Chunxiang with a smile, "I just said one sentence, but it attracted so many words from you." If you find a Buddhist practitioner as a monk, it seems that your Dharma level is also very good. ”

"Your Majesty doesn't know." Xie Zhenghong smiled and interrupted Emperor Ling's words, "Before the ascension, the little monk's Buddhism has always had more guidance from Chunxiang. ”

"That's weird." Emperor Ling raised his eyebrows and pointed to the spiritual disciples behind him, "I usually let them look at the Buddhist scriptures and the Tao Te Ching or something to hone their state of mind, but one by one they have thought of countless ways to escape. I didn't expect that Wen Daoyou's Dharma attainments are so high, which is really rare. "Their spiritual cultivation innate root bone qualifications are stronger than human cultivation, but comprehension, such a mysterious thing, is not as good as human cultivation.

Especially those scriptures and classics of Taoism and Buddhism, in the eyes of many spiritual cultivators, they are comparable to heavenly books, not to mention delving into them, and they feel a headache when they look at them twice.

Sure enough, Wen Chunxiang was able to abduct a promising Buddhist cultivator like Xie Zhenghong to be a Taoist couple, and his own skills were really not bad.

Seeing that the smile on Wen Chunxiang's face was already faintly impatient, Emperor Ling was embarrassed to continue to disturb the young couple, so he couldn't help but laugh softly, "Since the two of you still have something to say, then I won't bother." Then I will have someone send you two resources, and you can cultivate here with peace of mind. ”

After speaking, the Spirit Emperor was the first to disappear in front of everyone.

The rest of the devotionals also felt that it was superfluous to stay, but the prepared gifts still had to be given.

"We have some worthless things here, so we will give them to the two of you as a meeting gift, and ask them to accept them." Bi Qing arched his hand and said, "There are many offends in the past, and I hope you two don't mind." ”

"Biqing Protector is strict." Wen Chunxiang replied towards Biqing.

Bi Qing handed over the spirit grass in her hand and turned to leave.

Next, the other spiritualists also hurriedly piled up the gifts they had prepared in Wen Chunxiang's cave mansion, and left one after another after a few words of congratulations. Even His Majesty is gone, and these little people should hurry up.

“…… It's quite interesting. Wen Chunxiang put away the spiritual grass materials on the ground by category, and by the way, he calculated what good things he could use these things to practice for the little monk. I have to say that these spiritualists are still very generous, and these things can definitely be taken no matter where they are placed.

"Senpai." Xie Zhenghong smiled and bent down to pick up the things with Wen Chunxiang, "It seems that the seniors quite like the Spirit Palace." Knowing this, the little monk should have asked his seniors to come with the Biqing Protector at that time. ”

Wen Chunxiang collected the spirit grass for a moment, and looked at Xie Zhenghong with a smile, "What, little monk, are you jealous?" ”

"It's fine." Xie Zhenghong said honestly.

"Alas, feng shui takes turns." Wen Chunxiang glanced at Xie Zhenghong with a smile, "When you were surrounded by countless friends and demon pets, this seat was not very comfortable. ”

Xie Zhenghong was speechless.

"Of course, the most important person is still you." Wen Chunxiang got up and hugged Xie Zhenghong, "If you look better in the future, I'll stay away from them." ”

"How can I be considered a good one?"

"This, it will be clear after this seat checks."

Wen Chunxiang drew a few circles on Xie Zhenghong's chest, looked at Xie Zhenghong silently and smiled.

The Golden Bora Flower resides in the Thirty Heavens, and it is also a Buddha, that is, a cultivation at the level of the Immortal Emperor. In addition, he had been personally enlightened by the Buddha before, and he had a very good relationship with the Buddha's disciples, even if he was spiritual, his status in the Buddha world was still high. Nowadays, under the situation that many Arhats and Bodhisattvas have fallen, their status is even higher. Emperor Ling said before that he would not move this golden flower, and what he said was really not a lie.

After the Thirty Heavens, the number of immortals and Buddhas living here decreased sharply.

In such a huge world, without the coordinates of friends, you may not be able to meet a person even if you travel around for tens of thousands of years. The higher the cultivation, the less cause and effect, most immortals and Buddhas will only be on standby in their own caves, and if there is something, they will instruct their disciples and believers, and if they have nothing to do, they will rest and sleep in their own caves, whatever you do. Speaking of it seriously, those who really live like the legendary immortals and are not annoyed by foreign affairs and foreign things must be immortals and Buddhas with more than 30 heavens.

The cave where the golden bhara flower lives is filled with countless Buddhist scriptures.

As far as the eye can see, there is almost a sea of books, and there is no edge visible at all, and these books were written by Jin Bora Hua himself with a stroke of a stroke.

This is his way of cultivation, using the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone of the mortal world to transcribe different scriptures and Buddhist texts again and again, so as to calm himself and concentrate on the Buddha's way. He is not a human race, so he can only work harder in cultivation.

At the very least, at least you must be able to survive to the point of jumping out of the thirty-three heavens.

The golden bora wrote the last word, and with a little force at the end, a small drop of ink fell on his face, and soon the ink slid down his face, leaving no trace.

As a spiritual plant incarnation, the appearance of the golden bora flower is too exotic.

His skin was too pale, his lips were unusually ruddy, and he looked even more glamorous than those demon cultivators. He also wanted to change his appearance and make himself more popular. But the Buddha said that the red face and dry bones are all skin, and after the golden bhara flower understood this, she directly showed her true face and calmly looked at the eyes of others.

This appearance was originally brought by him, and if he disguised it, he seemed to be empty-hearted.

In front of the avenue, everyone is equal, so why care too much about their appearance?

As soon as Jin Bo Luohua put away the pen, she received a summons from the Spirit Emperor.

That's a surprise.

After Jin Bora Hua refused Emperor Ling's invitation three thousand years ago, Emperor Ling never came to him uninterestingly, why did he start to interrogate him again?

Today, Jin Bora Hua copied the scriptures very smoothly, and he was in a good mood, so he did not block the message of the Spirit Emperor, but waved his hand gently, and the voice and smile of the Spirit Emperor suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Jin Bora, we haven't spoken for three thousand years." The Spirit Emperor asked with a smile.

Jin Bora looked at the Spirit Emperor who had turned into a man, and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, "Three thousand years, you have changed your appearance again, why are you so persistent?" ”

"I'm neither male nor female, so I can naturally change my appearance as much as I want." The Spirit Emperor said indifferently, "It's you, you haven't changed at all." At our point, if we don't make some changes, we will look at the same face for thousands of years, which is really a bit boring. ”

"What are you looking for me for?" Seeing that Emperor Ling had been going around in circles with him, Jin Bora simply took a blank book again and began to dictate the scriptures he had copied before.

"Can't I come to you if there's nothing to do?" Emperor Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a bit of displeasure, "We are in the same vein, although you have become a Buddhist Venerable, there is no need to be so alienated from me." ”

"The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other. Now that you are a spiritual cultivator, the head of the spiritual heavenly palace, and I am a Buddha cultivator, a Venerable Buddha of Buddhism, there is not much to talk about between us. There are some things that God knows, you know and I know, and it will be over after looking at each other and smiling. Without looking back, Kim Bora wrote a few verses on the paper, "The tone is the same as that you say those who have and don't, it's not that I want to write a few more verses." ”

"Jin Bora, calculate, we haven't seen Dao Ancestor and them for tens of thousands of years." The Spirit Emperor suddenly asked.

Kim Bora's pen hand stopped.

"Why did you talk about this all of a sudden?"

"Beyond the thirty-three heavens, there is also the Endless Void, where countless worlds can be opened up, creating a heaven and earth. Back then, countless Great Dao Lords opened their altars in the Endless Void*, and you and I had the opportunity to attend with a few saints, and after listening to a few words, we achieved the foundation of the Immortal Emperor today. Now that I think about it, I still feel that the mystery is infinite and difficult to understand. If we want to get one step closer, we will have to go to the Endless Void. The Spirit Emperor pondered for a moment and said.

When Jin Bora heard Emperor Ling say this, a smile appeared on his face, "Of course I know this. It's just that now we can't even go to the Thirty-Three Heavens, how can we jump out of the Thirty-Three Heavens and go to the Endless Void? Now not to mention a saint, even a quasi-saint has no trace. ”

"That's what I'm here for." The Spirit Emperor said.

"Oh?"

"I also want to know what is in the Endless Void, I want to remember what happened to listen to the Fa back then, my mind is blurry, and I can't remember the whole thing. Later, I asked some fairy friends who went with me, and they all seemed to be similar. ”

"What the Dao Ancestors don't want us to know, we can't know." Jin Bora frowned slightly, "If you think too much, it's not beautiful, with the strength of you and me, do you still want to compete with Dao Ancestor?" ”

"Of course not." The Spirit Emperor waved his hand, "Dao Ancestor's mind flashed, and he could completely wipe out my cause and effect, how dare I think anything about them?" It's just that I recently discovered a Buddha Immortal who is very likely to help us travel to the Thirty-Third Heaven. ”

"What Buddha Immortal, why don't I know?" When Jin Bora heard Emperor Ling's words, he couldn't help but raise his head and look at Emperor Ling. With his current status in the Buddha realm, is there any Buddha immortal that he doesn't know?

"I can't figure it out." Seeing that Jin Bora was curious, the Spirit Emperor slowed down.

"You can't figure it out?" Jin Bora was stunned for a moment, if he couldn't even count the Spirit Emperor, maybe he could really help them go to the Thirty-Third Heaven.

But the Buddha Immortal who can live in the Thirty-third Heaven makes no sense that he doesn't know.

"Who is it?"

"Alas, this matter is very important, and I can't tell you for a while." The Spirit Emperor let out a long sigh, "It's better to come to my Spiritual Heavenly Palace to see for yourself." Lest I misunderstand when I get it. Oops, it suddenly occurred to me that I still had some things to do, so I'll leave it at that. After saying that, the image of the Spirit Emperor disappeared in front of Jin Bora, leaving Jin Bora alone to stare dryly.

After many years of not seeing, the Spirit Emperor seems to have become a lot smarter!

Wen Chunxiang and Xie Zhenghong were satisfied with their double cultivation, and after finishing it, they looked at their cultivation, and it seemed that they had reached the late stage of the spirit immortal, and they were slightly satisfied.

If it goes on like this, the little monk is responsible for continuous cultivation, and he is responsible for double cultivation and eating soft rice, which seems to be quite good.

Wait, I am also a generation of power, how can I give birth to such unenterprising depraved thoughts?

Can...... But the idea was so tempting that even the most powerful demons didn't have that power.

Wen Chunxiang was suffering in his heart, and he didn't know what to do for a while?

Xie Zhenghong opened his eyes and saw Wen Chunxiang's distressed expression at the moment, and he couldn't help but feel a little curious.

It's been a long time since he's seen his predecessor look like this, and he doesn't know what his predecessor is thinking.

It's strange to say.

Every time Wen Chunxiang tried his best to hide Xie Zhenghong's affairs, Xie Zhenghong always guessed it. Seeing Wen Chunxiang's casual thoughts when he was usually in a daze and so on, Xie Zhenghong couldn't guess it at all.

Like now.

Xie Zhenghong didn't know what Wen Chunxiang was thinking at all, so he could show such a strange and cute expression.

"Senior, do you want to tell me about your past?" Xie Zhenghong stretched out his hand, touched Wen Chunxiang's hair and asked, "After arriving at the Spirit Palace, you seem to be a little absent-minded. ”

"Looks like I'm not hiding it very well." Wen Chunxiang woke up from his contemplation, and when he heard Xie Zhenghong ask, he was also a little helpless, "I didn't want to sue you, but I don't know what to do now?" ”

"I want to hear about it."

"Little monk, did I tell you about what happened before I came to the world and was adopted by the old monk Shenxiu?" Wen Chunxiang is colorful.

"This ......" Xie Zhenghong thought about it carefully and made sure that Wen Chunxiang hadn't said this, "No." ”

"I'm in a good mood right now, so it's okay to sue you." Wen Chunxiang felt a little broken jar in his heart, anyway, his most unlucky appearance of the little monk had almost seen it, "Ahem, in fact, before I officially bloomed, my wish was to hope that I would become a ...... A ......"

Wen Chunxiang's voice gradually lowered.

"A piece of what?"

“…… This question is not important, so let's skip it and talk about the rest of the matter. ”

Wen Chunxiang thought he was ready, but at this moment, he really couldn't say it when he said that he hoped that his previous self was a dog's tail grass!